Your smiling face
Reminds me of a blooming flower...

Sometimes my smiles were not true
I am unsure what I am searching for in my life...

Every day my clock stops in the midnight
Because of your memories...

Since you left me
I am afraid to smell my garden flowers...

In the yellow evening,
a sandalwood fragrance in the air...

You treated my love
Like a doll in the baby's hand...

After the drizzle
slowly the sun waking up...

I died
three years ago...

My shadow starts a walk with me
with the help of moonlight...

Blue, white and grey
Unpredictable sky...

A Beautiful candle is melting,
in the name of prostitute...

You gave me a new smell in my life
like a smell after the rain...